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    layout: detonatedlove♥
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    Tuesday, October 19, 2010
    12:12 AM

    So, love's coming back in about 8 weeks. 
    Am I excited?
    If I'm not, it means I don't love him anymore. 
    But because I still do and I always will, I AM FUCKING EXCITED. 
    Hahaha. 
    I still miss him a lot, mostly because I miss him warmth.
    And right about now, when school gets a lil' too crazy for me to handle, he'll always be around to give me that extra strength. 
    But I guess, I am doing fine. 
    We talk often enough to keep my spirits up, especially when it comes to school. 
    And when I truly miss him, that's when web-chat always comes in useful. 
    Whatever it is, I'm patiently waiting for him to return to Singapore. 
    Knowing that it's not too far away keeps me on a positive attitude. 
    8 more weeks, 8 more weeks, 8 more weeks. And I will keep chanting that to myself for tonight. 
    I love you love. I miss you dearly. 

    and because we're gonna make this work. 
    Fizah

    I do things my way.
    So don't stop me.

    Don't be afraid to make a wrong move.
    Because life has a funny way of making all things wrong seem right.

    Memories don't do us much good.
    It becomes of a burden as we age.

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